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“I see that. What time is your appointment?”

“Nine.”

“I’ll make sure you’ve got enough time to get ready and eat breakfast.”

“Thanks, Hunty.”

“Grace,” he warned.

“Can’t you just slap my ass and kiss me when I say that?” I asked, my eyes staying closed.

“Goddamn, you’re a handful, baby.”

“I don’t see where that’s a problem.”

“It’s not,” he agreed. His lips brushed my forehead. “Sleep, Gracey girl.”

“Goodnight, Hunter.” I yawned. “I love you.”

“Baby, I fucking love you like you wouldn’t believe.”

Smiling, I drifted off, dreaming of my gamer boyfriend and his talented tongue.

At some point in the night, I felt that same tongue exploring between my legs, gently building my release, and I woke up just enough to orgasm, rocking my hips into his face as he feasted on me for a midnight snack.

I guess my pussy did decide for us.

Chapter 9 Xenon

Ihad the best midnight snack. My woman was addicting in every way. I couldn’t get enough of her. Next time, I planned to wake her up with my cock buried inside her. She already confessed that it was a fantasy.

We didn’t worry about protection since there wasn’t a need. My Reaper could confirm she was clean, had no disease history, and nothing to be concerned about. A perfect cunt for us to use, admire, and obsess over.

And pregnancy? If and when I knocked her up, I would be a happy man. I always wanted kids but never found the right woman to start a family with until now.

Grace woke with a smile on her face and stretched, climbing over me enough to wake up my dick with her kisses. I groaned when she rolled off and headed into the bathroom. While she applied makeup, styled her hair, and readied for her appointment, I dressed and cooked breakfast. Nothing fancy, just scrambled eggs with cheese, sausage links, and a bagel with plain cream cheese.

She squealed when she saw the fresh strawberries I added as she walked into the kitchen. “Oh my God. This looks amazing. I love strawberries!”

Good to know.

After we ate, I loaded the dishes into the sink and grabbed her hand, tugging her toward the garage. “Last chance to back out of this.”

“Hunter, I’ve got to do this. I want to nail these assholes and find the connection to the missing girls. They’re out there somewhere, scared, in pain, and we can’t let it continue.”

“You’re right, baby.” I held out my helmet, and she pulled it on, settling onto the seat of my bike behind me.

Once the garage door opened, I rolled forward, down the driveway, and pressed on the clicker so it shut behind us. The sun was bright already, and I slipped on my shades, riding toward the medical center where she worked.

My Reaper fought me the entire way. He didn’t want to take Grace anywhere close to men like Tony Collins. I still didn’t know who he associated with or worked for, which irked me. It was too vague—too many gaps in my knowledge for me to feel confident that I could take these assholes down.

Would I protect Grace? Always. No question there. Even if I failed, my Reaper would ensure she remained safe. He’d reap souls and reveal himself if he needed to and didn’t give a fuck. She was the first priority.

That was the only reason I finally agreed to this. Later, once she felt like she’d contributed, I would hop online and find out more about Tony, the trafficking ring, and the missing girls. My Reaper was pissed that it was happening again in Nevada. This was our territory, our home, and we didn’t allow shit like this to happen.

Grim was already livid. I’d have to fill him in and bring this information to church. I wanted my brothers to meet my ol’ lady and the woman I planned to spend the rest of my life with. She needed to see my club and the life I led because I would always be a biker and part of the RBMC.

Grace held my hand as we walked into the building, skipping the check-in with the receptionist where she usually worked and heading straight to the elevator. Only the two of us entered, and I brought her close, whispering in her ear because there wasn’t a single piece of tech in existence that I trusted unless I had access to it.

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